Page 20 of Rocked By the Roadie
“You know what I can do with this mouth. You’d better keep your hands to yourself until your foster mother gets here, or I won’t be using it on you anytime soon.” Her eyes flashed with frustration.
She was gorgeous all the time, but especially when she was all fired up. I backed away, palms in the air. “I’m going to go make sure we don’t need any more sweet tea.”
Her shoulders slumped. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to snap at you. I’m just so uncomfortable right now.”
“I know what will make you feel better.”
“What’s that?”
“How about once everyone leaves, I run a nice warm bath for both of us. I can put on a little Jimi and rub your shoulders while we soak in the tub?” Once I’d played all my favorite classic rock albums for her, she’d fallen in love with Jimi Hendrix almost as deeply as I had.
She shifted her weight and relaxed against me. “That sounds wonderful.”
“Consider it done.” I moved my hands to her shoulders and dug my thumbs into the knots around her neck. Thanks to Jax mentioning her name on social media as the creator of his custom guitar strap, her business had taken off before she even had a name for it. Orders for custom dog leashes had been pilingup for the past nine months and she’d scrambled to pull together a team and get things moving.
I couldn’t be prouder of her. She’d single-handedly built her business from the ground up. Mostly while pregnant since once I’d been inside without wearing a condom, I vowed there’d never again be anything between us.
Mama Mae showed up with a few of my brothers and their families in tow. She and Daisy had taken to each other like two peas in a pod. We had more love in our life than I’d ever imagined possible.
A few guys from Soul Obsession even stopped by with their wives and girlfriends. I hadn’t become a superfan, but I’d always be grateful to them for the role they’d played in me finding my other half. Seeing Daisy surrounded by her friends and the family we’d created for ourselves filled my heart.
I’d told her once I was the unluckiest guy she’d ever meet. That curse had been lifted the moment I touched her. She was my lucky charm, and I’d do anything to prove to her she’d made the right choice when she chose me.
By the time everyone left, my wife could barely keep her eyes open. I picked her up and carried her out to the truck.
“Maybe we ought to skip the bath tonight, and I can tuck you in as soon as we get home,” I offered.
“Don’t you dare. I’ve been looking forward to alone time with you all day.” She lifted her head and kissed along my jaw.
“What my baby doll wants, my baby doll gets.” With her buckled in, I rounded the truck and got behind the wheel, eager to get her home and out of all those clothes.
“I love you, Hendrix.” She reached out and squeezed my hand. “You’re the one responsible for making my dreams come true. If I hadn’t met you, I never would have had the confidence to go into business.”
“And if I hadn’t met you, I never would have found out what it feels like to really love and be loved.” I wasn’t usually such a sap but seeing all our hard work culminate in the grand opening today had made me a little sentimental.
“I guess it’s a good thing we found each other then.”
“A damn good thing,” I agreed.
“Will you please take me home now and show me how much you love me?” Her eyes sparkled with mischief.
“It would be my pleasure, wife.” Truer words had never been spoken. She was my everything… my sun, my moon, my stars, and my life. And we were only getting started.
